A Spy's Honor by Russell Charlotte

Author:Russell, Charlotte [Russell, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781938876530
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Published: 2014-07-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

John strode out of the library without slamming the door and even managed not to pummel the paneled wall as he made his way to his bedchamber. Once there, however, he slapped his journal onto the small writing desk with such force that a branch of candles crashed to the floor. They were unlit, so he ignored them and paced around the room.

Brought down by a three-year-old with a future as a pickpocket. Caught out by a woman whose soft brown eyes disguised a will of iron.

He hadn’t had failures such as these since his first days as a spy.

Claire’s zealous defense of Kensworth’s honor—and decimation of his own—had brought him back to coherency like a slap to the face. God, her loyalty was a thing to behold.

Her stubbornness he could do without.

He stopped in the middle of the room; his stalking back and forth had dispelled his frustration and anger. What was done was done. Now he must carry on.

While trying to keep Claire safe.

He pulled the telescope from his pocket and snatched up his journal of coded notes. Easing himself to the floor beside the bed, he tucked them between the frame and the underside of the mattress.

However small his blunders had been, he could only hope the prime minister didn’t pay the price.

He left the house, informing the butler on his way out that he wouldn’t be attending dinner. Yes, he was avoiding Claire, but more importantly he was going to meet with Watson. Considering the way his day had gone, the last thing John wanted to do was play cards with his bitter schoolmate. However, the Home Office must be informed of these activities.

He set off at a brisk pace and entered the card room of White’s fifteen minutes later. Watson stood nearby, accepting a glass of port from a footman.

John moved casually forward then stopped abruptly as if he had just noticed the man. “Watson! It’s good to see you again.”

Dismay flashed across Watson’s features before he bowed and settled his mouth into an amicable smile. “Lord John. I was on my way out for some air. Would you care to join me?”

So, Watson didn’t intend to lose at cards again. Fine. “Excellent idea.”

John led the way, and soon they were strolling side by side up St. James’s Street. The sun had begun to slip beneath the horizon of London’s buildings, and there was a crispness to the air that hadn’t been there earlier. As they turned onto the busier thoroughfare of Piccadilly and passed Devonshire House, Watson seemed content with silence. Perhaps he was afraid John would demand his six hundred pounds.

John had no such intention at the moment. He gave a furtive glance around, but as dusk was nearly upon them the park was empty. “I am heading to Hertfordshire in the morning, at the invitation of Lord Kensworth.”

“I’m glad to hear it. He’s such an interesting fellow. A rather common background for a peer.”

John didn’t know every detail of Kensworth’s upbringing, though he remembered the viscount bitterly mentioning that it had been “different.

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